The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate

Chapter 293 Lost Memories

Qian Jin was a little angry: "Father, how could you use such obscene means?"

Qian Rangli snorted coldly: "Jin'er, there is no war in the Xia Dynasty now, so Dad taught you to be open-minded, and the world worships heroes and heroes, but once a war breaks out, as a subject of the Xia Dynasty, you must wear armor Going to the battlefield, on the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, survival is a skill, and being a sinner is also a means."

Qian Jin was a little angry: "Father is making excuses for his obscenity."

Qian Jin trained repeatedly in order to defeat his own father, and it was about to come true. Qian Rangli taught him a cruel move again. Didn't it mean that he finally climbed to the tall building, and the owner of the tall building stretched out his hand to hold him, When he trusted him, he just kicked him down.

Qian Jin left angrily.

Qian Rangli smiled, compared to Qian Jin's anger, he was very happy.

Training again and again, making himself stumble again and again, taught Qian Jin enough lessons, and handed over what he wanted to teach. He knew his son very well, and Qian Rangli didn't worry about it at all, because he knew that Qian Jin would know everything. I want to understand.

Qian Jin locked himself up when he returned to the yard, he was angry, but thinking about it, what Dad said actually made sense.

If there is a war, who will tell you fairness on the battlefield?

Either you die or I die, there is no fairness at all, what you want is to live.

But thinking about it, I'm still angry, he's not an enemy, he's my father's son, can't we let him go?

"Jin'er, can mother come in?"

The gentle female voice interrupted Qian Jin's thoughts, his expression softened, he got up to open the door, he supported the woman: "Mom, why are you here?"

The woman smiled: "Your father asked me to come, he was afraid that you would hate him."

The woman turned her head and told the servant girl: "Put down the things and go out. I want to talk to Jin'er. Don't bother our mother and son."

Qian Jin twitched the corners of his mouth: "How can I hate my father?"

Qian Jin helped the woman to sit down, and the woman slowly opened the food box and took out the steaming food.

Qian Jin immediately started to eat with chopsticks, and said while eating: "Don't worry, mother, I know that dad is doing it for my own good, and I won't bear any grudges against him."

This has been the case since he was a child, and he has long been used to it. Although Qian Rangli is serious, in his heart, he is the best father and a person whom he respects, so there is no grudge.

The woman looked at Qian Jin, gently picked up food for him, watched Qian Jin eat, Qian Jin was almost finished eating soon, the woman stretched out her hand and patted Qian Jin's shoulder: "Jin'er, you hate me."

Qian Jin was stunned: "What?"

The woman smiled: "You hate your father and wish you could kill him. He doesn't deserve to be a father. It's so unreasonable. He doesn't deserve to be a human being at all."

Qian Jin was stunned for a moment, his eyes were blank, and following the woman's voice, his eyes were stained with hatred: "Yes, I hate him, he deserves to die."

The woman's voice was cold: "Since you hate it so much, kill him. Anyway, he is not obedient. Killing him will eliminate the hatred in your heart."

Qian Jin was extremely angry, he gritted his teeth: "Okay, kill him, kill him."

The woman laughed briskly: "My good son, you are so obedient, be good, mother is going back first, mother is waiting for your good news."

Qian Jin nodded dully: "I am my mother's good son. I don't have a father, and he doesn't even consider me a son. What use is it for me to have him? A useless person might as well die."

The woman smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's right, mother is waiting for your good news."

The woman is gone.

Qian Jin has been sitting numbly, with fierce hatred in his eyes.

As night fell, time passed by little by little. As soon as midnight arrived, he seemed to have received some order. He got up and went to the room, picked up a dagger and hid it in his cuff, then opened the door and went out.

The servant who was on duty at night shuddered when he saw him, and immediately pulled himself together and stood up straight, and said respectfully, "Hello, young master."

Qian Jin didn't pay attention at all, but went directly to the main courtyard. When he arrived at the main courtyard, he asked the servants: "Where is my father?"

The servant didn't hear the error in his tone, and said: "Master is in the study."

Qian Jin immediately walked towards the study, he pushed open the door, and closed the door after entering.

Qian Rangli was still dealing with official duties, without raising his head: "Jin'er is here, what's the matter with staying up so late?"

Qian Jin had already walked behind Qian Rangli, and the dagger pierced fiercely into Qian Rangli's vest. His voice was cold and heartless: "Come to kill you."

Qian Rangli turned around with difficulty, his eyes widened, full of pain and disbelief: "Jin'er, you—"

With a dagger in his hand, Qian Jin continued to stab Qian Rangli with an unmoved expression.

Qian Rangli vomited blood, and said with difficulty: "Jin'er, I'm your father—"

Qian Jin is like a puppet: "What's the use of you, kill you."

Qian Jin's hands were covered with blood, and Qian Rangli died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

And Qian Jin, like a normal person, went back to the yard directly, lay down on the bed and slept, he didn't even change the bloody clothes on his body.

The next day, he was awakened by officers and soldiers who broke in suddenly. Qian Jin roared angrily, "Why did you break into my room?"

The visitor looked stern, showing resentment towards Qian Jin: "Bold Qian Jin, how dare you kill your father? How can your father feel sorry for you and make you not hesitate to kill him? With such a beast's heart, I wish I could kill you with a thousand swords!" Cut to pieces."

Qian Jin was still a little stunned: "What are you talking about, what is patricide?"

A figure rushed over and slapped Qian Jin, but she seemed to be very weak, and the slap didn't have much strength.

Qian Jin supported her: "Mom, what happened? What happened?"

The woman looked at Qian Jin with tears streaming down her face, unable to bear the grief: "Don't call me mother, you killed your father, what did you call my mother, I don't have a son like you, you are a beast, you killed your father with your own hands, You are worse than a beast."

Qian Jin trembled all over. He saw that there were still dried blood on his hands. He rushed away from these officers and soldiers like crazy, and headed towards the main courtyard.

But when he really saw the corpse parked in the main courtyard, he collapsed. The staring-eyed dead body was his father's corpse.

The servants backed away and looked at him with fear in their eyes.

Qian Jin knelt on the ground, his mind was blank, he held his head in pain: "I didn't kill my father, I didn't kill my father, I didn't, it wasn't me."

Regardless of whether he accepts this fact or not, the result of the investigation is that he, the imperial physician, looked serious, and finally could only say: "People with nightmares don't know it, even if they make a big mistake because of it, they don't know it. Although Mr. Qian has never had nightmares, it doesn't mean he won't, alas..."